Daydream poetry..

Good song make me write some poetry.

A daydream..

1- Once I dance a fool's dance.

Sang and dance till I could not.

the God of tomfoolery, he did love me.

Gelos would find me at midnight and

we would know laughter and we would sing to the sea.

2- She was his Spring pink rose,

she was his mid-Summer lily.

She was his Autumn calmness and

she was his Winter blessing.

3- She obeyed her heart and 

she followed him to the sea.

She offered him, her heart.

He looked into the eyes of hazel green and he told her.

My muse, my Pacific ocean mermaid.

I have loved you for a thousand day.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[lightsong]

"She was his Spring pink rose,
she was his mid-Summer lily.
She was his Autumn calmness and
she was his Winter blessing."

Be still my heart.... precious words any woman would swoon to hear... your song here and today is breathtaking, smoothly, deeply it touches and settles in our hearts, Oh and God loves You dear Johnnie🤍

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my dear friend for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

Beautiful poem. Greatly written.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Sarah. I appreciate the comment.

[John the Baptist]

She sounds like something out of a dream. I hope she was real.

[Coyote Poetry]

Once my friend. Old wars, the Army life. Make us escape paradise. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Einstein Noodle]

i had not read about Gelos before, Coyote Man! thanks for the education .. what a unique format .. it reminds me of some distant English class at our Catholic School ... i love it! you have written another lilting love song sir ... she is a beauty .. i felt i were there .. thanks for sharing
E.
ps. ditto what Divya wrote :) and great song .. mighty fine guitar pickin' .. lovely voice

[Coyote Poetry]

She is a amazing singer my friend. She can steal your thoughts. Hello Einstein. I survived the week of 5 degree temperature. I am waiting for Spring. Thank you for reading and the kind words.

[Einstein Noodle]

your welcome sir .. i think all who endure harsh winters are with you .. even i, in a mild zone, .. am ready for Spring :)

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love this I hadn’t heard the term tomfoolery word since prob an early usa movie I saw as a young person
Love it
I love the way you describe women so precious
Not many men do
Thanks
Hope you well. !

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Julie. Women are the teachers of love and thank you dear friend for reading and the comment.

[Betty Hermelee]

nothing wrong with a little tomfoolery in embracing love....she was God's "spring pink rose"... you and your muse danced all night; you and Gelos laughed til the sunrise....."She was his summer Lilly...."
I like you your unique love poems John; there is something magical about them, like no others;
lovely
Best, B

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Betty for the kind words. I need to find the God of laughter. Roam Austin, Texas for a few nights.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome dear John...
Best, B

[W. Barrett Munn]

You always write about love as it should be and it makes me jealous of your effortlessness. Good one, Johnnie.

Winston

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Winston for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[willweb]

Definitely cream-like...day or night, this one speaks of fun and sings of love. A very nice combination

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Will. I need a day of Tomfoolery.

[Robert Trakofler]

it's never a fools measure to dance with his muse old friend:) I think I heard your voices drifting in the air because the waves must have carried them further

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Robert. We must know some tomfoolery to stay young. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[AYVID N]

It never fails to occur to me that it's the laughter, the tomfoolery and the silly things done that often stay in our memories rather than all the smart stuff. Your Spring Pink Rose was such an amazing muse! Thank you for sharing your beautiful day dreams, dear Coyote. This poem gave me joy, no end today.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya. Better to laugh than cry.